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my profile title is a bone cuz I have a huge boner for hotch and reid 24/7 and that's basically what this account is about

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hi!?! could you please write slowburn with hotch.. like working at the bau and being a little oblivious and udhhd until it eventually resolves with smut?? I lack fics without previously established relationship
you're the risk i'm gonna take it
pairing: aaron hotchner x reader, background michael robinavitch x reader
summary: request above
word count: 3.7k
tags: jealous!hotch, possessive!hotch, angst, hotch is lowk toxic but it works out for him, reader is oblivious but also kind of dumb, the pitt mention (helloo hyperfixation) dr robby is down bad, not proofread.
author's note: thank you for this request angel! i hope you like this and ty for being so patient xx
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one more ant in my room and I'm ending it all I'm deadass
I just saw someone on tiktok saying Reid and JJ were always flirting with each other throughout the show.... ?? đ am I watching the wrong series or am I slow for not seeing it
I'm thinking about the pitt episode I watched last night and ugh. I YEARN to love the show but it is really chaotic.. which is understandable because it is an er show and they put an emphasis on it being extremely busy a lot BUT does it get better as everything is introduced already? đđ

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I really like trinity tho why she's so silly??
I started the pitt and I'm SUPER into Robby.. wow who's that dada.. I've seen abbot being more popular? bit he's not really my type so far..
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I love them so much what đđ
okay but this spence is sooo. omg. specifically this gif is my everything sedate me

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SLEEPING IN A BED HALF EMPTY | spencer reid x reader
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summary: a poorly-timed work trip opens a few poorly-healed emotional wounds for your boyfriend spencer. he's wishing your airport would crumble, and you're wishing you could convince him that leaving for a week doesn't mean leaving forever.
genre: fluff, hurt/comfort | word count: 1.7k
tags: gn!reader, s3!boyfriend!spencer, insecurity, fear of abandonment, mentions of s2 events: elle, hankel, gideon, spencer gets a well-deserved hug, title from a noah kahan song (duh), not proofread
notes: noah kahan sad girl summer is here. tysm for 1k <3
The apartment is quiet.Â
That in itself isnât weird, you suppose; youâre a naturally quiet person, and Spencerâs even quieter most days. To have your apartment enveloped in a stillness isnât something new, nor is it cause for concernâyou wouldnât have it any other way, really.
But today thereâs a weight to it, the quiet. It hangs in the air, thick like smog, sits on your shoulders for hours and leaves you will a full-body ache. Itâs an unnatural silence, a forced one, defined by words, thoughts, which are actively being repressed. Pushed down. Bottled up.Â
Spencer is quiet, and not because heâs busy with his nose in some book or milling through his dozens of academic journals. Heâs quiet, and he isnât doing anythingâand that isnât a combination you thought possible until today.
please God save me from bad books and reading slump please
Spencer Reid in season 2
just watched the ep where hotch asked out Beth... tch. whatever. I'm not even jealous.
Heart with your name on it
pairing: Spencer Reid x reader, I think it's pretty gender neutral but female anatomy is mentioned!
tags: smut, s2!spencer, glasses spencer, established relationship, dry humping
wc: 1,4k
summary: You miss Spencer while he's away on a case. When he gets back he shows you just how much he missed you too.
a/n: english isn't my first language! be gentle with me, it's my first fic after a long break and one of first x readers too<3 based on this ask:
"super whipped whiny boyfriend reid who misses you so much when heâs on a case, when he gets back heâs mega needy and whines âi need you to feel how much i missed youâ as you dry hump"
I hope I did it justice and THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!! (if it was a request and if it wasn't then tysm for the idea lmao) reqs are open and appreciated! tysm @reidloverr and @tthedriversseat for checking it for me:) enjoy !
You were drying your hair after a shower when your phone buzzed for the first time. You glanced at it briefly, not even planning to answer, when you noticed your boyfriend's name on the screen.
You smiled to yourself, setting down the hairdryer and picking up your phone. The fact that Spencer texts you so frequently no longer surprised you - whenever he and his team had to go off chasing another serial killer or kidnapper, he made sure to contact you whenever he had a free moment (which wasn't often, usually). This time, however, he seemed overly eager, you could even say desperate. It was sweet, but you were starting to worry if he was okay.
Another message:
Spence: I miss you. I can't stop thinking about kissing your face.
Spence: and you all over, actually.
You blushed, unconsciously rubbing your thighs together. Your sweet boyfriend was rarely so direct with his words. He was seen as rather shy and inexperienced, which was one of the things you loved about him in the first place.
You'd been together for a few months now, first meeting last fall at your cozy bookstore. Spencer happened to be visiting your city during one of their cases and was exploring nearby places in his free time, stumbling upon your small business. He caught your eye and heart the moment he walked in, with his glasses on, soft, wind-blown hair, a scarf around his neck and a shy smile.
You both loved books, so the conversation flowed smoothly, and before you knew it, you were exchanging numbers. A few dates later, you were together, and after less than a few weeks of traveling to each other's places, you practically moved in with him, tired of your schedules (more so his) rarely leaving time for you to see each other.
You sold your apartment and the bookstore, finding a new, better place downtown so your business could thrive while you could spend more time with the love of your life.
Which you missed like hell now, and his stupid, wonderful messages weren't helping. You sighed in frustration.
Y/N: I miss you too :( when are you gonna be back?
He read the message almost immediately, but that was the end of his activity. You waited, but no reply came. You weren't mad, assuming the whirlwind of work had gotten to him again. Although Spencer often left you on unread for no reason - when confronted, he honestly had no idea it could be a problem. He was a bit oblivious in social interactions compared to physics or psychology. But that was also a part of his charm.
You sighed and dropped your phone on the bed, flopping back down onto it and staring at the ceiling. Nights without him were difficult enough, but they became downright torture when you moved in with him, in an apartment filled with his things and his scent.
You couldn't wait for your beloved to come home, to take you in his arms, and to finally be able to spend time together. You were mentally rehearsing plans for how you would welcome him home, and before you knew it, you were soundly asleep.
A few hours later you werenât sure what had woken you. You rubbed your sleepy eyes, catching sight of the clock on your nightstand â 4 a.m. You yawned quietly and were about to turn over and try to fall back asleep when you heard something. The jingle of keys in the lock and the gentle creak of the door as someone entered. Sleep immediately left you, and you jumped out of bed, running into the hallway, already knowing who you would find there.
Spencer hadn't even had time to set his bag on the floor when you threw yourself at him, linking your arms around his neck. You saw his surprised expression seconds before he wrapped his arms around you and spun you around.
"I'm home, darling," he murmured, kissing your forehead with a small, tired smile. His glasses cutely tilted on his face. You couldn't help yourself and pressed your lips to his, then pulled away, expecting him to be tired and prefer to rest first. You were about to suggest it when instead he pushed you against the wall and kissed you again, hard and hungry.
âI missed youâ he muttered between each kiss plated on your lips, your cheeks and nose. âI missed you so, so much. Waiting to get home was hell.â
âWhy didnât you tell me you were coming back?â You asked, running your fingers through his disheveled, fluffy hair. It was one of your favourite things about him. You loved to touch it, tug at it whenever teasing him or hold onto it when his head was between your legs. You bit your lip at the thought which did not get past him. Of course, nothing did. Pros (or cons, in some situations) of having an fbi profiler boyfriend.
âI didnât want you to bother staying up. I was gonna get home lateâ he pressed his nose into your neck, inhaling your scent he was so addicted to. He kissed you again, his hands grabbing your face to get you even closer if possible. At the moment he couldnât bring himself to care about germs, âoutside clothesâ or showering. All he could think about, feel and see was you. Spencer moaned softly into your mouth and pressed his hips against your thigh, rubbing against it as if he couldnât wait. He was hard as a rock already and you suspected it was this way for a while now. He had a tendency to be more needy than usual when coming back after days. You found it adorable.
âAh. There it is.â You teased, lifting your leg up to press against his bulge more deliberately. âYou just cant help yourself, huh?â
He shook his head. âNo.â Spencer admitted shamelessly. He whined with disappointment when you took the delicious pressure away, lifting up one eyelid to look at you pleadingly. You chuckled and took his hand to calm him down.
âBedroomâ you explained and he was more than eager to pull you into the room, onto the bed and then hover above you with his pupils blown wide and dark.
âCan I touch you? Please?â he whispered desperately and when you nodded he tugged at your sleeping shorts, pulling it down your legs. His eyes fixated on your newly revealed thighs and he let out a little sigh of delight. If he loved anything, itâd be your legs. Soft, silky smooth thighs he could hold onto when eating you out or pushing into you frantically, watching how they wrap around his waist. The thought alone was nearly enough to make him come undone.
He leaned down to be on one level with your lower body and began peppering you with kisses, from your ankles up to your upper thighs. He made sure to worship you completely, just like you deserved it. He came back up to give you another kiss, nibbling and sucking at your lip in frenzy while his hips grinded on your clothed pussy.
âI missed you. Can you feel how much?â He panted out, sucking on your neck now. âItâs all you. I need you, baby. Please.â His eyes half closed, he looked at you with adoration.
âSpence..â your back arched off the bed, pressing against him harder and meeting his thrusts with your own. The friction was delicious and just right. You felt your panties get wetter by the second. Spencer pulled them to the side, now rubbing against your bare body. His hands reached down and he spread your glistening folds open with his long, slender fingers you loved so much. Your mouth parted in pleasure as his thumb began rubbing your clit.
âCan you come for me? I need to feel your cum drenching me.â He nearly begged you and your walls clenched around nothing, making him gasp. âGod, babyâŚâ
He picked up his pace, humping while also focusing on satisfying you. That was your Spencer - no matter how desperate he was, heâd always put you first. He could never be touched again and heâd be content as long as he had you.
âIm⌠almost thereâ you managed to get out and his eyes lit up. You couldnât help but picture him as an eager puppy. None of you could last long after so long without one another so one final push from him and you let out a quiet scream, additionally silenced by his lips crashing onto yours.
You climaxed together, Spencer rolling his hips lazily against you through it. You smiled and let him wrap his arms around you, ready to zone out and sleep with him by your side this time.
Until you've heard a quiet question in the dark:
âCan I eat you now?â
âGo to sleep!â

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going back to working on my spence fic oops
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